My exploration is focused on the way we "perceive" the world. Is there a fixed reality?
Living in the Sonora desert for several years, I realized that, even when the surrounding nature looks static,
nothing is ever still: air vibrates from the heat, clouds move, sky evolves into a palette of colors.
This is the experience I want to share.
I believe my eyes when they see the ocean, the sky, the mountain
until I realize the water, the clouds are moving, constantly changing
which view is real?
which parfume, which feeling of the breeze on my skin
in the flower, which color is permanent?
In a state of waking dream
I try to realize the impermanence of life
in the unreal agitation of my senses
I try to materialize the constant vibration of life